Sirius Black Birthday Novels & Stories

Does he want to give him one? He probably took Sirius' silence as a confirmation and said, "Oh, would you look at that. Lillian here is also mateless, for now though." He said with a smug grin. My grip tightened around my robe. What does he think he's doing, trying to matchmake my mate? Why was Sirius even entertaining this scum? "Actually, there is someone." Said Sirius calmly. Yes, tell them! "But I only plan on disclosing her identity on my birthday which is in a few days time." He added.

"Happy birthday for tomorrow, Charity Case. Or should I say, happy debt-anniversary?" I stared at the mess. Tomorrow was November eleventh. I was turning eighteen, the age where most girls in the Syndicate started looking for a way out or a way up. For me, it was just the day I officially became property. It was also the twenty-first birthday of the Moretti triplets—the princes of the Blackridge underworld.

She is more annoying than cute. But I can't stop thinking about her now. Her soft, rounded face with full lips and a cute nose with tiny freckles sprinkled on it, her wild curly hair and big green eyes... Dang it, why do I find her so attractive? "Why do you look like you swallowed a whole lemon?" Sirius pushes me to get my attention. I jump, startled, and quickly compose myself. "Uh, what? No reason. I'm fine." Sirius is the Beta wolf of our pack and my childhood best friend. We are supposed to be celebrating his birthday tomorrow night.